Subject: The
Sunday Morning Laughs #575b
Date: 2/10/2008
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Subj: Bullet
Art W/Hi-Speed Camera
From: tom on 1/17/2008
This short movie is exquisite.
Click below to view it.
http://jokelibrary.net/sports/a_to_z/hunt-bullet.html
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Subj: F/A-37
From: rfslick on 1/18/2008
The plane in these five pictures
is still officially the
'Air Vehicle Number 1', a
prototype. Click below to view.
http://www.jokelibrary.net/xOtherNtoZ/plane/supp-37.html
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Subj: Obama
Political Cartoon
From: tom on 1/19/2008
You can view this cute political
cartoon by clicking below.
http://www.jokelibrary.net/xOtherNtoZ/polit/polit-supp-obama.html
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Subj: Alcohol
Is Bad For The Legs
From: tom on 1/20/2008
Click below to see Maxine's
opinion on alcohol.
http://www.jokelibrary.net/xOtherAtoM/drinking/drink-supp-legs.html
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Subj: A
Frickin' Elephant
From: RDOBRY on 1/18/2008
Jake is 5 and learning to
read. He points at a picture in
a zoo book and says, "Look
Mama! It's a frickin' Elephant!"
Deep breath ... "What did
you call it?"
"It's a frickin' Elephant,
Mama! It says so on the picture!"
And so it does... "
A f r i c a n Elephant "
Hooked on phonics!!!
Ain't it wonderful?
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Subj: Job
Interview
From: TNKRTEACH on 97-06-23
and From: JOKE-OF-THE-DAY.com on 6/26/99
Reaching the end of the job
interview, the Human Resources
person asked the young MBA
fresh out of MIT, "And what
starting salary were you
looking for?".
The candidate responded confidently,
"In the neighborhood
of $125,000 a year, depending
on the benefits package."
The HR person said, "Well,
what would you say to a benefits
package of 5-weeks vacation,
14 paid holidays, full medical
and dental, company matching
retirement fund to 50% of salary,
and a company car leased
every two years - say a red Corvette?"
The graduate sat up, mouth
agape and said,
"Wow! Are you kidding?"
And the interviewer responded,
"Of course...
but you started it!"
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Subj: Old
Age, I Decided, Is A Gift
From: rfslick on 1/18/2008
The other day a young person
asked me how I felt about being
old. I was taken aback,
for I do not think of myself as old.
Upon seeing my reaction,
she was immediately embarrassed, but
I explained that it was an
interesting question, and I would
ponder it, and let her know.
Old Age, I decided, is a gift.
I am now, probably for the
first time in my life, the person
I have always wanted to be
Oh, not my body! I sometime
despair over my body, the
wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the
sagging butt. And often
I am taken aback by that old person
that lives in my mirror (who
looks like my mother!), but I
don't agonize over those
things for long.
I would never trade my amazing
friends, my wonderful life, my
loving family for less gray
hair or a flatter belly. As I've
aged, I've become more kind
to myself, and less critical of
myself. I've become
my own friend. I don't chide myself for
eating that extra cookie,
or for not making my bed, or for
buying that silly cement
gecko that I didn't need, but looks
so avante garde on my patio.
I am entitled to a treat, to be
messy, to be extravagant.
I have seen too many dear
friends leave this world too soon;
before they understood the
great freedom that comes with aging.
Whose business is it if I
choose to read or play on the computer
until 4 AM and sleep until
noon?
I will dance with myself to
those wonderful tunes of the 50&60's,
and if I, at the same time,
wish to weep over a lost love ...
I will.
I will walk the beach in a
swim suit that is stretched over a
bulging body, and will dive
into the waves with abandon if I
choose to, despite the pitying
glances from the jet set.
They, too, will get old.
I know I am sometimes forgetful.
But there again, some of life
is just as well forgotten..
And I eventually remember the
important things.
Sure, over the years my heart
has been broken. How can your
heart not break when you
lose a loved one, or when a child
suffers, or even when somebody's
beloved pet gets hit by a
car? But broken hearts
are what give us strength and under-
standing and compassion.
A heart never broken is pristine
and sterile and will never
know the joy of being imperfect.
I am so blessed to have lived
long enough to have my hair
turning gray, and to have
my youthful laughs be forever
etched into deep grooves
on my face. So many have never
laughed, and so many have
died before their hair could turn
silver.
As you get older, it is easier
to be positive. You care
less about what other people
think. I don't question myself
anymore. I've even
earned the right to be wrong.
So, to answer your question,
I like being old. It has set
me free. I like the
person I have become. I am not going
to live forever, but while
I am still here, I will not waste
time lamenting what could
have been, or worrying about what
will be. And I shall
eat dessert every single day. (If I
feel like it)
MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE A RAINBOW
OF SMILES ON YOUR FACE AND
IN YOUR HEART FOREVER AND
EVER!
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